Happy Tuesday, my lovely readers! I hope you’re all doing well. ❤
This morning I’m sharing a few quotes that I love from one of my favourite contemporary romances, The Fault in Our Stars.
I hope you enjoy!! 🙂
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
“My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.”
“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”
“Maybe she wasn’t loved widely, but she was loved deeply. Isn’t that more than most of us get?”
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book. And then there are books like An Imperial Affliction, which you can’t tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like betrayal.
What a slut time is. She screws everybody.
The marks humans leave are too often scars.
“May I see you again?” he asked. There was an endearing nervousness in his voice.
I smiled. “Sure.”
“Tomorrow?” he asked.
“Patience, grasshopper,” I counseled. “You don’t want to seem overeager.
“Right, that’s why I said tomorrow,” he said. “I want to see you again tonight. But I’m willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow.” I rolled my eyes. “I’m serious,” he said.
“You don’t even know me,” I said. I grabbed the book from the center console. “How about I call you when I finish this?”
“But you don’t even have my phone number,” he said.
“I strongly suspect you wrote it in this book.”
He broke out into that goofy smile. “And you say we don’t know each other.”
“I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.”
Gah, I want to paste the entire contents of this book on here! The writing style is simply beautiful, as is the story itself. I read this novel five years ago, but it is a story that touched my heart and I will never forget.
I also very much enjoyed the movie adaptation. I thought that it was done brilliantly and the casting was fantastic. It’s a movie that I could watch countless times over and over again without ever growing tired of it.
I would love to reread this book in the future, hopefully soon. You know what, I just might do it!
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